Spring Break
A mismatched masterpiece
High on the Hog
Robert Garner
Issue date: 9/5/08 Section: Life & Style
When it comes to identifying two words or ideas that just don't go together, I once considered myself a champion.
"Fun" and "math" immediately come to mind.
How about "Hurricanes" and "Arkansas?"
"Fair" and "campus parking" clearly do not match.
You get the idea.
A new craze of seemingly mismatched words is sweeping the nation's restaurants that I once thought sounded repulsive: fish tacos.
Boy, was I wrong.
I used to think that a proper taco came in a yellowish wrapper for 89 cents.
And fish?
Not even in the same building.
But a new chapter in my life's taco book was opened on the night of my 20th birthday.
Lou Lou's Fish Shack had recently opened for business.
Drawn by my innate desire to try a new restaurant, coupled with my attraction to colorful things, I decided to celebrate the occasion in the bright red fish house.
Lou Lou's Fish Shack is roughly 807.23 miles from Destin, Fla., from Fayetteville, according to Yahoo! Directions.
Stepping into the door of Lou Lou's transports you all the way to the coast instantaneously.
I cut to the chase and ordered a cup of gumbo to see if Lou Lou's was legit. As I scraped the bottom of the bowl for any remaining scraps of the succulent concoction, I realized that they had passed the test with flying colors.
Talk about eating like a whale.
The service never faltered throughout the course of the evening, a noteworthy feat since it was a large group.
Our waitress patiently and honestly answered all of my questions about the menu.
She smelled a good tipper
On some bizarre whim, I went against everything I ever stood for and ordered the San Dee-Ah-Go fish tacos. Maybe it was a coming-of-age type thing, or maybe it was the fact that my friends were paying for dinner.
Who knows?
Long story short: it was a risk worth taking.
The fish tacos were everything I did not expect them to be: delicious, tasty and yummy. But the success of the tacos comes largely from the zesty chipotle sour cream sauce.
"Fun" and "math" immediately come to mind.
How about "Hurricanes" and "Arkansas?"
"Fair" and "campus parking" clearly do not match.
You get the idea.
A new craze of seemingly mismatched words is sweeping the nation's restaurants that I once thought sounded repulsive: fish tacos.
Boy, was I wrong.
I used to think that a proper taco came in a yellowish wrapper for 89 cents.
And fish?
Not even in the same building.
But a new chapter in my life's taco book was opened on the night of my 20th birthday.
Lou Lou's Fish Shack had recently opened for business.
Drawn by my innate desire to try a new restaurant, coupled with my attraction to colorful things, I decided to celebrate the occasion in the bright red fish house.
Lou Lou's Fish Shack is roughly 807.23 miles from Destin, Fla., from Fayetteville, according to Yahoo! Directions.
Stepping into the door of Lou Lou's transports you all the way to the coast instantaneously.
I cut to the chase and ordered a cup of gumbo to see if Lou Lou's was legit. As I scraped the bottom of the bowl for any remaining scraps of the succulent concoction, I realized that they had passed the test with flying colors.
Talk about eating like a whale.
The service never faltered throughout the course of the evening, a noteworthy feat since it was a large group.
Our waitress patiently and honestly answered all of my questions about the menu.
She smelled a good tipper
On some bizarre whim, I went against everything I ever stood for and ordered the San Dee-Ah-Go fish tacos. Maybe it was a coming-of-age type thing, or maybe it was the fact that my friends were paying for dinner.
Who knows?
Long story short: it was a risk worth taking.
The fish tacos were everything I did not expect them to be: delicious, tasty and yummy. But the success of the tacos comes largely from the zesty chipotle sour cream sauce.
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